[Verse 1]
Teach me how to love You
Show me how to trust You
More than with my words or with a song
No, it's not been easy
To live life down on my knees
But with faith I know I'll carry on

[Chorus 1]
There is more to see than with my eyes
But fear sometimes can leave me paralyzed
I realize that I'm not in control
Yet it is well with my soul

[Verse 2]
The enemy's against me
Arrows all around me
Never knew the fight would last so long
In seasons of depression
I plead for Your protection
Make me right, I'm tired of being wrong[Chorus 2]
Every time there's hope, it seems to die
And the voices all around me feed that lie
Everything I see tells me to let go
Yet it is well with my soul

[Refrain]
It is well (It is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well (It is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul

[Tag]
Soul, my soul, woooh, my soul
With my soul, my soul, woooh, it is well with my soul
With my soul, my soul, woooh, my soul, woooh

[Chorus 3]
This fight I'm in is not of flesh and blood
The weapons that I need are in Your love
Lord, don't You ever let me go
You make it well with my soul

[Refrain]
It is well (It is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well with...

[Outro]
Soul, my soul, woooh, my soul

1
Well, I've dated a few guys, sure -
you know, being Ms Hyphen
I'm sociable, like to bring people together
that sort of thing
So I dated that guy Exclamation Mark
and what the hell, he was shouting all the time!
He's just too excitable, not my type

Sure, Comma was more sedate
but a little too slow for me, you know
So I gave guys like Inverted Commas and Parenthesis
a try - but hell, they were always trying to frame me
So I like said to myself, maybe I'll try someone else
from the Mark family, and woooh! - this guy
was like questioning me all through dinner
and I was like thinking to myself:
What's with this guy? Where does he work?
At the NSA or FBI or what?
I guess you know who I'm talking about

Well, I dated all the other guys too
like Semi-Colon and then Colon
but you know, one liked to separate;
and the other was always out
with his smartphone
listing things I said

2
So I nearly gave up dating when I thought -
Hey what about Dash?
That's a dashing fellow surely
and he seems to be just like me
(except he is - as is apt for a guy - long)
but he was just like Semi-Colon -
always separating people
You got to bring people together
in this world, you know;
that's what this world needs

Yes, I dated Full Stop too
but he was always getting me to stop
and besides, he said his alias was Period -
now that freaked me out, you know
Hey, what kind of guy walks around
with a name like Period?

I'll tell you like who's the worst guy to date, OK -
that's Apostrophe:
O listen darling, was he ever so possessive!

3
Well, I'll give my dating career a break -
maybe come next year,
I might try dating 2nd of February

Woooh* - don’t you think
I’ve made a good catch…
I was waiting for this
You know –  there’ve been many hints…it all started
with him coming to talk about music
and we exchanged songs
and manuscripts – ah, such French songs
with smooth airs and sweetness
the Dutch cannot bring into existence;
and today too he came, as you see him now beside me
and we started with a song book he brought
and he started with a preamble about love and music
and we talked about the lyrics, and we swayed to the tunes,
and he said: “Such a song too, O fair one,
I have written” – and he pulled out this sheet
and he placed it in my hands
and he cooed: “This song is of sweet love –
And your opinion I’d like to know”
O my, my, my….my heart’s beating fast…
he’s written a declaration of love…indeed…
it’s a bad song
but good in intent
…it can be no other way…love…love…he’s declaring his love
for me…I knew…I knew it was coming…
all those hesitations today, and on so many other occasions…
all those sighs, sad faces one day and happy
and light spirit on another…a man of many words on some
and of solemn few several days…I knew…I knew…I knew…
it was coming…and here I am, looking
in suspended time
at the audience
like a Shakespearean maiden, in soliloquy –
certes beautiful, certes smart –
O help me, help me….most distinguished viewers
He’s like a mouse cat in a trap…
*Should I? Should I?

TAFFETA

"Taffeta...taffeta...taffeta!"
said the rustle of her

skirt as if it were
an engine of clothing

taken her down the street
like it was engine engine No.9

the song itself
ran alongside her

in her mind
what Daddy sang

when he was out of his
with 9 pints of porter.

"Woooh...woooh...whooo!"
her clothes siad
"Taffetataffetataffeta!"

"Cuprammonium" now there's a word!
Is that a word?

"Bernberg."
Words without meaning...amen.

Her mind like
a first windfall

hitting the ground
with a good old thump.

"If an apple fall in an orchard
and know 1 ears her..."

her mind unravelling
her sense of self

a kitten stuck in
knitting

once being
a young apple

she taught her
shelf

soaking up all the
time and sunlight

that ever was
and now

and how
it felt

like a bird
pecking at her

thoughts a worm
eating into everything

the very being
like a shadow

of a mouse in a mouse
something only

one thought one
saw without seeing it.

"Taffetatafettataffeta!"
chooo chooo her

engine of clothing
as if from another

century of time
taking her

where
she knew not where

twistedwoventwistedwoven

"Taffetatafettataffeta!"
"Shoe..­.shoe...shoe.!"
"Taffetatafettataffeta!"
"Shoeshoeshoe.!"

Open your eyes, little child
It's no longer dark, can you feel the Sun?
Should I bring it down so you can hold it in your arms?
If it sounds good, give me a light nod

Can you hear that? Space is calling.
Come with me, we'll build a spaceship
Hold my hand close and don't drop it
Let's take it to the Moon or wherever you feel is cool

Hold your breath a little longer
Isn't the spacesuit the coolest thing, hm?
It's time to let go of the world and it's unspoken words
Let the people who made you sad stay
So, what do you say?

You'll be surprised to know
It's all vip for you
There's never-ending pixie dust
And everything you desire
Just close your eyes and picture it for me.

Woooh... The road's a bit shaky
But that's part of the takeoff
Would you like a hug?
It's good to know we'll only go up

Will you be surprised to know,
That I'm not much smarter than you
I might be a hero for you but I'm weak for me
Younger me, please love me and I'll love you too

Closed my eyes and i can feel you.
Open your eyes, little child.

Hi ladies and gentlemen
Let me public backbite this one.
Yes, yes this one, this one!
Do you know him!
My God, one day I video called him!
Yes, two second his phone was off!
Yes, they said he fell and his phone was off!
I asked them why?
They said "he saw your wife and think is Beyonce"
Ladies and gentlemen do not think this one is Jayz.
(Yes, Yes, yes is Jayz woooh Jayz!)
No guys let me tell you guys!
Me, you see me!
I do not know how to backbite!
Yes, I do not know how to backbite!
You see, I am forced to tell you the truth!
My God, My God this people!
My God, My God your people!
The guy, the guy who fell is is ....
No, I say, ya I say the guy who fell
Is m-y my, no the greed guy.
Living next to me, my neighbour!
Yes, he used to stay somewhere somewhere at Magic City...
And cheated with my girlfriend.
And this day he was shocked he is my neighbour.
Let me warn all the people of magi city.
Me, you see me, I am a native doctor!
I say, I say I am a classic doctor!
Him, he is a western doctor!
And, and that guy who witch us
He is a traditional and outdated doctor!
So, this guy he once worked as a western doctor!
Where, at the capital city;
And later he resigned, why because of his calling!
You know where, I am going!
This guy, he was once a prophet!
What happened, he failed to be patient!
You know what he did!
He started killing people, why?
He wanted to be rich; and me yes, I!
I started calling him an outdated doctor!
And her colleagues decided to call him a traditional doctor!
You know where I am going!
I do not know to back bite!
Some people have shrines, from where, from the devil!
Are they real shrines, no!
But what?
just coven's!
Are they called covens, no!
But what?
Churches and so forth!
Lord forgive me, for my sins
Thank you Lord!

Written By: The Senior
Date: Undefined

from the cradle to the tomb
something, something - here I boom

the thoughts in your head
are your only threat

get rid of those
what’s left? who knows

discovering the purpose
no limits, no “no”s

i am the vortex
flow where it flows

at the tip of it, woooh!
if not us, who knows

no shame
no clothes

light a blunt
here it goes

the unstoppable flows
riding by you little hoes

i’m coming for your neck
wrapped in this thread

turn the lights before you close
after the head and empty clothes

hear it calling in my bones
says one who thinks he knows

death is with you
it always shows

whispers blow
it’s time to go

no life to spend
on fear. too slow

i need my time
lived out in full

What is it papa?
Oh That my princess, it's an aeroplane,

Papa, I want one aeroplane, please.
Ooh, do you? Tomorrow you will have one I promise,

Papa, look plane plane, flying flying.
Yes now turn around, look there,
Wow papa, it's a plane plane, is it real,
Yes I just grabbed it from sky for you,
How papa are you a super hero?
Hahaha yes my little doll as long as you believe so,
Woooh, Papa let's fly,
Yess let's fly hohoooo,

Papa this is not real plane,
Yes beta it wasn't,
Why did you lie,I really thought you could fly,
Sorry beta, I wanted to be your superhero at least for some time.

No papa, you are wrong,
I know,
No superhero can be my dad. Now come let's play.